Sarah was right by Saturday evening we had been getting quite extreme, at one time I had put a baseball bat in her pussy, Sarah had been screeching with joy, by that stage she had been in a state where the slightest touch caused yet another orgasm. With Ruth around we had few opportunities to go to these extremes.
“So what was said, after she said she’d seen us?”
“I told her it wasn’t like in some of the porn videos, you didn’t force me and I enjoyed it. To which she said, she knew that. Then she asked me what it was like. I tried to explain to her the emotional pleasure I got from surrendering my body to you. That my body was a gift to you — it was also a demonstration of my trust in you.”
I had heard this before but I still enjoyed this recitation of her love for me so I listened silently without any comments.
“I said this is absolute trust that you will not hurt me in a permanent or malicious way. You take me to and through my pain barrier teasing my body. She asked me how I felt physically. I tried to explain the excitement beforehand, when during the day I’d look at your hand and shiver in anticipation. I told her how good and satisfying it felt when my pussy was full, when I could see your fist moving in my belly. How I would cum so much and so hard that I seemed to be all warm liquid. I must have told it right because she said she would like to be fisted.”
“OMG How love you Sarah.” What more could I say.
“So I said to her, it needed to be with someone she trusted. Immediately she replied, that the person she’d most trust she couldn’t do it with. Why not I asked? Acting the innocent although to be honest James I had a shrewd idea. Because he is not available, Ruth replied. I answered, he might be. Well we sort of verbally went around in circles until I said to her, be truthful you want to be fisted by James.” Sarah laughed, when she laughed her pussy muscles contracted on my fist, Sarah gave a little gasp, “And another one!” She said as she came once again. “Where was I? Yes I said it was you she wanted and eventually she admitted I was correct. I said that I’d share you with her if you were cool. So now the choice is yours.”
“Is the Pope a Catholic? I responded, of course I am up for it.”
My little sister must have been listening, the bedroom walls are not sound-proof and I guess she probably had a glass against the wall. She did not even have the good grace to act surprised when I said. “Ruth come through to our bedroom now.”
She followed me into the bedroom, she was wearing a garment best described as long t-shirt or short night-shirt with Disney prints on it. I got back into bed beside Sarah, we were both wearing t-shirts and I had donned a pair of shorts.
“Sit here,” Sarah said patting the bed beside her.
“Are we going to…?”
“No!” Sarah replied, “well not tonight, anticipation is everything, you can only loose your cherry once so we all want it to be very special.”
“We wait until Saturday evening, so we are all rested.” I said.
“I am going to make it very special for all of us.” Sarah said, “A nice meal, not too much but just right, a couple of glasses of wine, soft music and we will all enjoy ourselves.”